Today we play the war (2.007)

AUTHOR: Rogelio San Luis Ramos

Synopsis

Presidente poderoso visita presidente rico en minas de oro. Original venta de armas. Poderoso, en una tormenta, es atacado por el terrorismo. Invade al rico. General invasor, anciano y en silla de ruedas, recibe sangre del invadido. Declaración de amor del soldado invadido a la soldado enemiga. Visten de novios en sus trincheras. Ella da a luz. Pasean el niño en cochecito. Nochebuena. “Noche de paz”. Arboles de Navidad. Presidentes y esposas de Papá Noel. Pavo de acción de gracias en los invasores. Presidente habla con Dios por teléfono. Felicita cumpleaños de su Hijo. El cielo es su colonia. Próximas maniobras. Presidentes y esposas. Fuegos artificiales. Adulterios. Invasión. Roban oro. Ahorcan al presidente. General invasor, intérprete de un héroe, se rebela contra su texto y es fusilado. Caen calaveras. Entran el pianista, la violinista, la flautista y el director. “Himno a la alegría” de Beethoven. Ella amamanta al bebé. Muere. Acusa a todos. Muere. El hace igual. Muere. Gran ruido

Technical data

Gender:
Tragedy

Female characters:
None

Male characters:
None

Space
3

Duration
90 - 120 min.

Other data
Rogelio San Luis Ramos
About the author

Rogelio San Luis Ramos

MY BIOGRAPHY TO SCENE was unaware that there was no one I had discussed. What a surprise. I went to court to ask for a birth certificate for one of my characters and I found mine. Had come to life, in La Coruña (Spain), April 22, 1935. I read it, as if it were a book, the pages of my memories. Dwelt in the darkness, was a companion of shadows without sense. The light, from the spotlight, he showed me the reality. Dwelt on an empty stage, in a space of fiction. I had to invent my own being, arise between the nothing. My imagination was creating the argument that it should interpret. I painted the backdrop for the world, a home, parents, society. The whole history of humanity can be found in the tables on which it represents its absurd spectacle. I was happy, I was playing in theater, I felt free. I soon stopped being one. Tanks, ships and planes invaded us. The authors died shot or went too far. The scenario, kidnapped

Specialty
Playwright.

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